Chapter 16 The art of deceiving the little anus in prison, Tang 3: I don’t have a silk

Looking at the back of Nangong Lingyun running away,

The young concierge on the ground felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Cold sweat broke out on his back. He was stunned by his own stupidity.

Ordinary people actually try to blackmail the soul master? Is this because my brain is squeezed by the door?

Yu Xiaoan had a look of surprise on his face.

Those words just now were not something a six-year-old child could say.

However, in just a moment, Da Shi restrained all the other random thoughts in his mind.

He looked at Tang San as pleasantly as possible and said:

"Child, can you show me the proof of the martial spirit in your hand?"

He had just overheard that this humble-looking child actually possessed rare innate soul power.

Another useless martial spirit like Lan Yincao means that there is very likely to be another powerful martial spirit.

The books in the Wuhun Palace say that it is impossible for a useless Wuhun to give birth to too high an innate soul power.

Twin martial souls, innately full of soul power,

Tsk tsk, a genius of this level can be guaranteed to be a Douluo by any teacher. If he can be tricked into accepting him as a disciple...

The next second, Dang Yu Xiaoan took the martial soul certificate from Xiaosanzi,

After looking at the two lines of "Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass" and "Innate Soul Power: Level 10" written neatly on it, my heart suddenly started beating wildly uncontrollably.

His eyes instantly became extremely hot,

He roared excitedly in his heart:

"It's true that the innate soul power is real. Hahaha, it's about to become prosperous. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You must seize it and give full play to it."

The opportunity to make a name for yourself is right in front of you,

If you are very young and have a deep sense of shamelessness and deception, and if you have already laid the foundation for eavesdropping, your face may have completely changed color at this moment.

But Gangzi was worthy of being a Gangzi, and he recovered his emotions in just a moment.

He first calmly affirmed: "It's proven to be true."

Then he lowered his head to look at the guard, and scolded him unceremoniously, which boosted Tang San's favorability.

"You are not as sensible as a six-year-old child. If you dare to ruin the reputation of the academy like this, you will be killed.

This is the first and last time. If you do it again, you won’t be able to stay anymore. "

Finally, he gently took up the innocent little hand and held it in his palm like a peerless treasure.

He said with an extremely kind and kind smile:

"Elbow, the teacher will take you in to register."

……

Nangong Lingyun did not go far,

After turning the corner, he summoned Angel Yan from his beast-controlling plane.

Then let Sister Yan use her martial soul ability to create a temporary alien space similar to a space-time mezzanine, and then float it above the heads of Da Shi and San Zi.

In this strange space, the inside can clearly see the outside, but people outside will not notice it at all.

Unless his strength far exceeds that of Angel Yan, or he also possesses extremely strong space control abilities.

Looking outside, Tang San's eyes already showed emotion of emotion and reverence,

Nangong Lingyun shook his head secretly and said speechlessly:

"This guy is really good at pretending. The mistress with an unqualified IQ is no match for him."

……

After a while, the two of them walked into the college,

Tang San said shyly: "Teacher, thank you just now."

This was originally just a casual courtesy, so that the atmosphere between the two would not be too awkward.

But who is the prisoner? That was a super liar that even the Pope of Wuhun Palace had personally certified.

He immediately grasped the entry point, beat the snake and followed the stick and said:

"Teacher? No, no, no, I'm not a teacher."

As he spoke, his head shook slightly and his tone was extremely contemptuous.

He also added accents to the two teachers before and after him, and the irony was almost self-evident.

The meaning of this sentence is not that Tang San admitted his mistake, but to express:

Mistress, you have underestimated me too little. How can an ordinary teacher be worthy of the title of a great theoretical master?

Tang San understood this meaning and suddenly said:

"I understand, then you must be the principal of the college, or some kind of leader, right?"

"You are smart, but you still didn't guess correctly.

If I had to say it, he was probably just a casual resident eating and drinking here.

Just like everyone else, call me Master,

Each of them shouted this for so many years that I almost forgot my real name. "

Time and space sandwich,

Nangong Lingyun looked at the little anus of the prison below and was so pretentious, winking and trying to control his emotions, and suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body.

The smell was a bit too strong, and I almost felt nauseated.

The guy first smiled faintly and looked at the third son with some approval. Then he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and his tone became extremely emotional.

Especially the last sentence seems to be lamenting: Why do people around me still respect me so much when I am already so indifferent to fame and wealth?

Seeing these scenes, Nangong Lingyun almost couldn't help but go out and give him a hard blow.

You've been eating and drinking in school for free for so many years, and you haven't taught any of the students, even if you haven't attended a single class.

He also frequently expressed disdain for those teachers who were serious about teaching.

It seems that being able to eat for free is something to be proud of, and if others can't eat it, it's like they are rubbish.

Why, meeting you means that Notting College will be unlucky?

He has half a level of innate soul power, relying on the resources of the Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. He is only a few dozen years older than he is at level 29.

But they say that talent is not important, and you have to work hard to be a good person.

There is no such thing as a useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master.

But in my heart, I just want to teach talented people with innate soul power. In the entire soul master academy, no other teacher or student can take a fancy to him.

What did the author originally think?

To be able to write such a superb character and arrange for the protagonist to be the guide is simply outrageous.

However, although Yu Xiaoan's performance was a bit too much in Nangong Lingyun's eyes,

But for Tang San, who had been trained as a dead soldier and had never even lived a normal life for a few days in his previous life and even this life, it was just right.

It perfectly fit the image of a worldly master he had imagined in his mind.

He is obviously extremely knowledgeable, extremely wise, and has achieved countless great achievements.

But he disdains the mundane fame and fortune that others regard as treasures and pursue hard.

The wind is light and the clouds are calm, and we can talk and laugh freely.

While Nangong Lingyun was complaining, Yu Xiaoan had already taken advantage of Tang San's unpreparedness to launch the next offensive.

"By the way, I see your name is written on the martial spirit certificate, it's Tang San, right?

Mistress, you have to understand that the meanings of teacher and master are very different. Remember not to shout the wrong name again in the future, unless...

Unless you really want me to be your teacher. "

Sanzi was thinking that this teacher looked a bit awesome.

Suddenly hearing the words of Prison Xiaoan, he was a little surprised and said:

"Do you want to teach me how to practice martial arts?"